"Arron?" I mumbled as I closed my eyes. He had held me in his arms for a good 5 minutes now. My face had managed to change from it's normal pinkish colour to a solid bright redness.
He let go of me in an instant and made his way to the passenger side without a word as if nothing had happened in the first place.
"Where are we going?" I asked as I carefully merged onto the highway while still speeding as fast as I could manage. The faster we went, the less noticeable we would be to any paparazzi stalking near by, but then again, there's always the possibility of getting ticketed.
"Just keep heading south, I'll tell you when to exit." He replied. He placed his elbow on top of the passenger door of my Porsche Convertible and rested his chin on his fingertips emotionlessly as he stared ahead at the passing cars.
We spent a majority of the long ride in silence. I mentally calculated the time in which we had been driving and compared it took to get back, hopefully I had enough time before 4 o'clock which is when I had to meet Chun. After a good 1 and a half hours after he had last spoken, Arron had finally sat up straight as he spoke, "Exit right on the next ramp." I obediently switched lanes to make it so that I wouldn't have missed the exit after.
He continually instructed me to turn again and again, street after street to the point where I'd wondered how he'd memorized this location in the first place.
"Turn right at the dead end." He commanded.
I slammed harshly on the brakes as we arrived at the dead end he was talking about. "There is no right turn here." I replied, glowering at him. We were at the edge of a forest, I had parked in place, a foot away from ramming into several gigantic trees.
"Nope, you got the right place." He replied. He was on my other side now, no longer in the passenger seat but holding my door open for me.
"Why are we here?" I asked 10 minutes later. We'd been hiking on a trail that led- as far as my vision could tell,- to absolutely no where.
He held my hand steadily as he led me through the trees. The land had been flattened out, not completely, but the grass that had been once tall, was now long and flat on the floor. "Just a bit more." He replied.
"People actually go all the way to these parts of the city?" I asked curiously, I wasn't in the mood for a repeat of the silent treatment during the car ride here.
"No, I'd say I'm the only one in these parts." He replied. Up ahead, I heard a slow forming sound of running water. That's weird, there was no lake, river or ocean on our way here.
"You come here often don't you? h I said. It was something I had observed, if he was the only that comes here, if once in a while, the grass would be flattened to a path way, gently sloping to wherever we were going but more of a rigid flooring like the rest of the forest. Therefore, in order to create such a smooth slope, he must've come here often if he was the only one in these parts of the woods.
"Yeah, sometimes, it's the only way to stay away from paparazzi, I don't mind the crowd but there's always the lack of privacy that ticks me off." I nodded. In a way, I understood that. Even now, I'm trying to get used to it. For the first few months, the reporters just kept drilling us more and more. It's true, nothing personal but there's simply no privacy.
"We're here." He suddenly spoke, snapping me out of my thoughts. I then realized that were no longer in the shadows but the trees were a meter or two behind us. Where we stood now was blank. Nothing but grass , sloping down to reveal a light flowing river. The space was wide open but strangely uninhabited.
"It's soo...peaceful." I mumbled.
He gave a slight laugh in response. The chuckle seemed almost out of place compared to the quietness in the area. "And that's its purpose here."
He disappeared from beside me in a split second before I had realized that he had set himself down on the grass beside me, laying flat on his back. His hair blew gently in the wind and his eyes fluttered close. Hesistantly, I set myself down on the grass next to him, bringing my knees up to my chest and hugging them. The wind blew my hair in slow motions, nothing too sudden or messy.
"This is your place isn't it? I mean, isn't it kinda like your outing, a place where you would just let everything calm you down?" I asked, staring at the river in front of us. Even the water currents were slow and peaceful. It was as if the whole celebrity world was a dream rather than a burden chasing after us daily.
"Yeah, I guess you can put it that way. It's just very… special to me." He mumbled.
"I'm guessing there's a hidden meaning behind that." I suggested on a whim.
He chuckled. "Yeah, it was a long time ago. But I guess I just can't put everything behind me yet." I looked over at him, his eyes were still closed lightly, as if he was experiencing a wonderful dream.
"Y'know, I never thought being a celebrity was so hard – not that I particularly cared at all from the beginning. With everything that was going on in my life, I thought it was something that was, need I say, a lot…easier than living the life I had lived up to now."
"I don't blame you, that's what they all think." He replied in a sigh. "But let's not talk about that right now. Since you brought it up, why don't you tell me a bit more about your past life. You've never really said anything about that since we first met."
"There's nothing much to know about…" I mumbled.
He cut in. "Doesn't seem that way. Are you avoiding the question?"
I shook my head, "It's not that, it's just that my past wasn't a very happy past."
"Well, I guess… I'm not gonna make you tell me or anything but, the present is all that you should be worrying about right? There's nothing you can do to change the past, so why dwell?"
I chuckled at the hypocritic statement. "Aren't you the one that just said that there's stuff that you couldn't put behind you all along which is why you were here. Kinda hypocritical of you, don't you think?"
"No, I'm here right now for a different reason." He replied in a matter-of-factly tone.
"What type of reason would that be?" I challenged.
He thought to himself for a bit befor answering. "I was wondering…if…y'know, you'd wanna go on a trip with me."
"Trip?" I asked, "What trip?"
"Well, you see, next week, I have a week off to start rehearsing for our new drama. Love Buffet. And I wanted to go visit my parents. It'll be an over night thing and I was just wondering if you wanted to keep me company. Because I…I…wanted to introduce you…as my girlfriend."